"I don't!"

Chen Aoxue, who still had tears on her face, was very determined. In any case, she would never let Wu Tianba hurt Ye Qiuxian.

Even if she dies, she will not let the innocent Ye Qiu be involved.

"Aoxue, what medicine did this kid give you? Besides being good at speaking, what is better than Tianba?"

Wu Kun, who was beside him, couldn't bear to watch it anymore and shouted loudly at Chen Aoxue.

Before the wedding, he had an agreement with his distant nephew Wu Tianba. Once the two of them successfully entered the bridal chamber, his father would receive a bride price of three million.

How could Wu Kun not be jealous of such a good thing?

For him, it doesn't matter who his daughter marrys. As long as he can get the money and go out to gamble, everything else has nothing to do with him.

"What did you say, an old bastard? Can't you tell your daughter doesn't want to marry your nephew?"

No matter how cowardly, Liu Ying was extremely angry when she saw her daughter crying so sadly.

A woman is weak, but a mother is strong. If Chen Aoxue had not been angry and insisted on marrying Wu Tianba, she would never have agreed to this marriage.

"Bang"

In front of everyone, there was only a crisp sound. Wu Kun raised his rough arm and slapped Liu Ying in the face.

After all, he is a man. Although he is old, he still has some strength in his hand. He slapped Liu Ying's mouth and bleeding.

"You old lady, it's all your business. When we men talk, you are not allowed to talk nonsense next to you, otherwise I will beat you to death!"

"It's all about me? Aoxue is my daughter, and I absolutely cannot let her marry a man she doesn't love!

You actually wanted to sell your daughter for gambling. Are you still a human being?"

Liu Ying didn't care about the pain on her face and covered her face and asked loudly. Although she was uneducated, she was sensible.

"You old guy, you actually want to cut off my wealth. I won't beat you to death!"

After saying that, Wu Kun raised his arm again and wanted to slap Liu Ying on the other cheek. In his opinion, it was natural for a man to hit his wife.

But the moment his arm was swaying, Ye Qiu suddenly flashed in front of him with a quick step, and his big hand like a giant clamp grabbed Wu Kun.

"You try to hit it again? Am I going to let you see the King of Hell now?"

"Ah, you let go of me, it hurts me so much."

Although Ye Qiu was not strong, the hundred pounds of strength in his hand caused Wu Kun to hurt his bones.

That kind of heart-wrenching pain is definitely no less than the pain of a woman when giving birth, and it is simply heartbreaking.

But how could Ye Qiu let him go easily?

Chen Aoxue had shed tears twice because of this slutty stepfather before. Even though he was just three things, Ye Qiu would never let such a thing happen again!

"Click"

Only a crisp sound was heard, without any hesitation, Wu Kun's wrist bone was broken.

"What, I'm cutting off your financial path now, what can you do to me?"

Ye Qiu looked at Wu Kun who was rolling in pain on the ground and asked condescendingly. His expression was very gloomy, as if he was angry, but he could not see any expression. Only the bitter murderous aura was so oppressed that it made people unable to raise their heads.

"you"

Wu Kun was grinning and couldn't even speak.

However, Wu Tianba took advantage of Ye Qiu's inattention and pulled the trigger.

"Bang"

The gunshots rang, but Ye Qiu was not hit. It's really a joke. How could Hell Shura be shot and killed so easily?

He is a man in charge of the underground world, and his reaction ability is one in billions. Facing this method, it is a piece of cake.

Ye Qiu turned sideways, moving like an eagle, and directly avoided the bullets flying over.

Seeing that he missed a shot, Wu Tianba was obviously a little confused, and he didn't bother to aim at Ye Qiu's location, and swept it in a mess.

But without exception, no bullet hit Ye Qiu, but instead thundered the ones on the table.

"What are you still standing there? Kill this bastard!"

Wu Tianba roared loudly at the dozen gun-holding thugs. This was his last trump card. If the killer moves don't work, then he will be completely Simida.

"Bang bang"

The gunshots were very chaotic, and countless bullets flew towards Ye Qiu one after another. However, it was not Ye Qiu who fell in the pool of blood, but the thugs.

Ye Qiu had a revolver in his hand. The moment the thugs fired, he had already pulled the trigger first.

There was no accident, the bullet was empty and the bullet was fatal. Within three seconds, seven thugs fell down.

If it weren't for the revolver's magazine that could only contain seven bullets, everyone would have fallen down now.

The guests who had just emerged from under the table once again hid under the table. They held their heads and curled up in the corner, fearing that the chaos would hurt them.

The remaining thugs took advantage of Ye Qiu's time to change the magazine and rushed over immediately. Like Wu Tianba, they were sweeping around in a random manner.

In danger, Ye Qiu lifted up the table in front of him, and all the bullets hit the table.

"Damn it, bad!"

Wu Tianba cursed in a low voice, and he already felt vaguely that if the killer weapon could not kill Ye Qiu, then what would be greeted next would be endless fear.

Sure enough, after changing the magazine, Ye Qiu was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, stepping on a chair with one foot, and his whole body was like an eagle spreading its wings. The height of the sky almost flew in the air.

Since Hell Shura has taken action, how could he leave a way out for him?

Cold-blooded battle, no grass grows!

"Bang, bang, bang"

After another shuttle of seven bullets, the remaining thugs fell in a pool of blood and gasped, and no one could stand up.

"Your life is up to me and my will, but you will only destroy you when you wave your hand and touch my scales. You will all die for me!"

Ye Qiu suddenly roared to the sky, like seeing a lion in the grassland. The cruel aura scared everyone present to the thrilling.

At this moment, standing in the hall was not a young man who sang to sing me to you, but a devil who was terrified!

The murderous aura in the words is like the thunder in winter and the lightning in summer. Apart from the bleakness, it is just the slaughter.
Chapter completed!